Mr. Know It All
Stone The Stallion114 Plays
•29 Oct 2021
hold up dawg, dont you know you're talkin to Mr. Know It All, i think its about time i showed you all, how i flow so raw, now i know you're are, captivated, to the raps im makin, but i cannot take it, anymooore ima blast to space and, find a place that's sooo damn amazin, big booty ass im chasin, you're cash im takin, no more askin favors, outlastin haters, got outlandish cravin's, settle shit with my fists bitch i dont pack no gats or tasers, i use to jack the neighbors, now im lackin paper, but still I'll slap a traiter, no gas or vapors, boutta crash a trailer, so fast and way up for days i stay up in a trance awaken, by the way you dance and shake it, makes me wanna just grab and take it, back to the shack and break it, off real nice like a boss i might just tax you later, now she wants to have my baby, i said that tramp is crazy, but fuck it she got that bomb-bomb and im tryna wax it daily, i hit it raw-dawg like i have no safety, no you cannot save me, still rappin no you cannot change me, marchin up the hill packin more brew than a can of kegger, chillin in a field feelin plastered who knew that I'd be the man to make it..
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hold up dawg, dont you know you're talkin to Mr. Know It All, i think its about time i showed you all, how i flow so raw, now i know you're are, captivated, to the raps im makin, but i cannot take it, anymooore ima blast to space and, find a place that's sooo damn amazin, big booty ass im chasin, you're cash im takin, no more askin favors, outlastin haters, got outlandish cravin's, settle shit with my fists bitch i dont pack no gats or tasers, i use to jack the neighbors, now im lackin paper, but still I'll slap a traiter, no gas or vapors, boutta crash a trailer, so fast and way up for days i stay up in a trance awaken, by the way you dance and shake it, makes me wanna just grab and take it, back to the shack and break it, off real nice like a boss i might just tax you later, now she wants to have my baby, i said that tramp is crazy, but fuck it she got that bomb-bomb and im tryna wax it daily, i hit it raw-dawg like i have no safety, no you cannot save me, still rappin no you cannot change me, marchin up the hill packin more brew than a can of kegger, chillin in a field feelin plastered who knew that I'd be the man to make it..
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